His Phoenix

Ashes? We don’t need no stinkin’ ashes!

My own right of passage… of sorts

Tattoo’s are not as painful as I was led to believe…
I had worked myself up into a near nervous frensy before I even arrived at the shop, but it was all for naught. I had to stop several times on the way there to put my nervous stomach to rest… and to buy something to [...]

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